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by Jill Westbrook
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Our luxuriously soft blankets are available in two different sizes and feature incredible artwork on the top surface. The bottom surface is white. Our 100% polyester blankets are available in two different styles: plush fleece and sherpa fleece. Plush fleece blankets are soft and fluffy on both sides, whereas sherpa blankets are smooth like a soft sweater on the artwork side (i.e. shorter threads) which provides for a sharper image. Looking for a recommendation? Go with a 60" x 80" plush fleece blanket. It's soft and luxurious on both sides... the artwork looks incredible... and the size is just right for everyone.
This is one of my views every day as I hike my land with my dogs. As Mt. Gibbs, part of the astonishing Sangre De Cristo Range dominates the... more
Machine wash cold and tumble dry with low heat.
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Round Beach Towel
Weekender Tote Bag
Portable Battery Charger
This is one of my views every day as I hike my land with my dogs. As Mt. Gibbs, part of the astonishing Sangre De Cristo Range dominates the background, the gnarled old tree in the foreground is a colorful contrast. There is so much going on in this scene, you might miss the little snowshoe rabbit just hanging outside his or her winter burrow.
Parts of my story are integral to why I do what I do, what motivates me and the emotions and ideas I am trying to convey through my work. CS Lewis said, in Till We Have Faces... The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing, to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from, my country, the place where I ought to have been born. Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing...The longing for home...For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back. My mother told people the first thing I ever drew was a horse before I was three in the dust on the kitchen floor of the little white clapboard parsonage in the North Woods of Wisconsin. In 1963, our family took a trip Out West to Vancouver, BC,...
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